Children's Meals Pillows

"You can't have dessert until you eat all of your people nuggies."

A woman standing beside a stove full of steaming pots and pans.

"Who ordered the double chocolate parfait with a cherry on top?"

Chez Nous Menu

'I'm worried about him, he eats his vegetables, but not his dessert!'

'Thanksgiving's no holiday for turkeys or the women who cook them.'

"Can you turn these mashed potatoes into french fries?"

"Vegetables, vegetables, vegetables, welcome to my dystopian world!"

Making healthy substitutions at mealtime

"Please don't kill me."

Some days, we all just feel like a little take-out lo mein.

A man and baby wearing bibs

"I think my mom made me a tofu sandwich."

"When it comes to turkeys, Mom, you sure know your stuff-ing."

"Can you reinvent the classic grilled cheese for me?"

'A hacker broke into our computer and, in an act of human kindness, deleted your mother's recipe for peppers and meat loaf.'

'I'm saving some for leftovers tomorrow.'

"All good things must come to an end...unless I use both of my giant-size super-pots."

"You're close, but you're not the record. The record for one family in one booth—all from out of state, each ordering a complete breakfast—was set in 1978, with fifteen."

"Mum, why can't we just have a normal Sunday roast like other families?"

Non-wall St merger: Mom's Home Cooking...Pop's Cafe!

"Mom told me to make my vegetables disapear."

'Hello Sir. I'm Jeff, and I'll be kissing your butt all evening in the hope of getting a decent tip.'

"Mother will never be able to rest on her laurels. If they're green, she'll cook them."

'For the last time, Megan, she won a blue ribbon at the Imperial Valley Fair... I mean, my hands are tied here.'

'Your mother spent a lot of time on this meal, so wag your tail even if you don't like it.'

"I didn't know they could make so many entrees with vegetables!"

"Forget George, he scarfs down everything in sight. Aunt Rose and Grandma are good for slipping us a slice. Most important, the kids are sloppy. We're bound to find some juicy scraps under their chairs. Stay alert!"

"So...that's B11, C8, F5, and A3?"

"Oh -- just scrape it off."

"Mom, Eugene picked all the peanuts off the pizza!"

"I mean, he does have a point."

'Carrot salad, carrot casserole, carrot juice, carrot cake - I want steak!'

"Tonight, we'll be eating hot dogs with a mustard-ketchup-and-pickle purée, accompanied by peas lightly sprinkled with ketchup. Then fettuccine al dente with a ketchup sauce, followed by applesauce maison with a dollop of you know what!"

'After you with the camouflage.'